Mamma!" She straightened up and looked at her mother with wide, horror-struck eyes, "Roxbury Medcroft is madly in love with Constance Fowler!" Mrs.Rodney did not utter a sound for fully a minute and a half.

She never took her eyes from her daughter's distressed face.

The colour was coming back into her own, and her lips were setting themselves into thin red lines above her rigid chin.
"I'm sorry, Katherine, that you have seen it too.

I have suspected it for several days.

But I have not dared to speak--it seemed too improbable.